He kicked on some sneakers and shot to my side in a blur, a cruel smile lifting his lips. “And how confident are you that I don’t like playing my own games, Capella?”
I chuckled darkly, liking this psycho side of him. It reminded me of me. And me was awesome. “Go right ahead. But I have a secret weapon now. Darcy’s my bestie. So bring it on.”
He flashed his fangs at me then opened the door and I dove on his back before he could shoot away from me, his Vampire speed nearly giving me whiplash as he took off at the same moment. I howled loudly in excitement, holding on tight as he cursed, tearing along in the direction of the cavern where the rest of our friends were partying.
He slammed to a halt so hard that I went flying over his shoulder, my howl turning to a yelp as I hit the stone floor and bounced along it, catching myself on a gust of air a second too late. He laughed obnoxiously and I couldn’t help but join in as I shoved to my feet and gave him a challenging glare.
“Oh, you wanna play rough with me, do you Lancey?” I ran at him with a battle cry tearing from my throat but he shot out of the way, darting through the door into the party and I twisted on my heels to follow him, immediately losing interest in the game as I spotted Caleb up on the table between everyone with his shirt off and five beers levitating over his head upside down. His mouth was wide as Max guided the liquid to his lips and he chugged it. Half of it missed, running down his naked chest and my cock rose like the sun at dawn as I stared at his glistening abs and the flex of his throat as he swallowed again and again. STAY by The Kid LAROI and Justin Bieber played from someone’s Atlas and it instantly became my favourite song of all time.
Fuck…me.
“Lance!” Darcy squealed, leaping from her chair amidst a mass of orange taffeta and he caught her out of the air, crushing her to his chest and looking down at her endlessly ugly dress in amusement.
It was just our group of friends here, which was my favourite place in the world because they were my real pack. I didn’t need daily blowjobs, creampies and ball tickling to keep me content. I mean, sure, I’d have thrown those things into the mix with Cal if I could have, but as it was, I was going one hundred percent celibate these days – which for a Werewolf was a big ass deal. I didn’t even jerk off that much because I only ever ended up thinking of my best friend and feeling guilty for being so obsessed with him. So I was down to like twice a day.
“Hey beautiful, what in the ever loving fuck is this?” Orion asked, plucking at the bright material as she laughed into his chest.
“My dress,” Darcy’s voice came out muffled against his shirt.
“It’s a radiant gown for a queen of Solaria!” Geraldine cried.
“And there was me thinking a pumpkin had puked on her,” Orion said with a smirk and Geraldine smacked the table in anger.
“You have no taste at all, Lance Orion. You would have her dress like a common beansprout.”
“She can dress in whatever the fuck she likes so long as I’m the one tearing her out of it later.” He gave Darcy a wicked smile and Tory tossed an empty beer bottle at his head. His hand snapped out, catching it at the last second as he turned his grin on her. “Problem?”
“You’re being gross with my sister,” she complained.
“Says the girl with her hand an inch away from my best friend’s cock.” Orion gestured to where Tory’s hand laid on Darius’s thigh.
“Agreed,” Xavier said as he swigged on a sparkly bottle of something called Bacarroti Ice.
“Touché,” Tory said, leaning back in her seat.
“If you keep ripping me out of my clothes, I’m gonna have none left,” Darcy chastised Orion, though her eyes sparkled like she didn’t mind all that much.
“That’s precisely my intention,” he joked and Darcy laughed, the two of them unable to stop staring at each other. It was cute, and I wasn’t jealous at all of having that kind of unwavering bond with someone. Sigh, who was I kidding?
My eyes flicked back to Caleb as he dropped his head to look at me and beer spilled over his hair from another couple of bottles Max had sent up there, washing down onto his shoulder as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Which was the least of his problems considering he was fucking drenched now. But by the stars, I wouldn’t have minded cleaning him up with my tongue.
“Seth Capella!” Geraldine cried from where she was sitting beside Max. “You missed your turn, now you will double dog dare someone to do something extra dastardly.”